by Tracy Crisp | Sep 27, 2010 | travel
Yesterday, as we were watching the final soccer trials, I moved from chatting to conversation with a woman I would count amongst my Abu Dhabi friends, though I don’t know her all that well. One thing led to another, as it does, and we were discussing fortieth...
by Tracy Crisp | Apr 11, 2010 | Uncategorised
I’ve had an interesting realisation this afternoon. Another sign that I am moving on, that my life is no longer dominated by my grief. A blergh thing happened today, and it’s left me a little blergh. But just now I realised that this will happen. Every now...
by Tracy Crisp | Jan 5, 2010 | travel
I took the lads back to Berri (the mister’s home turf) via Adelaide for Christmas while the mister stayed here Abu Dhabi. Landing in Australia, putting credit back on my Australian SIM card, I felt the relief that you feel on arriving somewhere that takes no...
by Tracy Crisp | May 28, 2009 | postcards from life
It is my mother’s birthday today. This time last year, Dad was still able – just – to take my brother and I out for tea and raise his glass in a toast, although he barely ate a thing. I shall mark the occasion with a story. The day before my Mum died, she took...
by Tracy Crisp | Oct 12, 2008 | reading watching listening
… ‘It’s as beautifully sad as a Paul Kelly song,’ I said to the mister when I went back inside to get a mid-book snack (dried peach) and refresh my cup of tea (green). We’ve known each other a long time, the mister and I, and I could see him thinking to himself...
